The Dreams of Sombra

The Dreams of Sombra

By Shadowflash

Edited by 59caddyel and Gunsmith

Loyalty Complex

"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.” -Steve Jobs

*

The air is a source of everlasting joy to a Pegasus. How it flows through the countless beats of the wings, the aerodynamic feats one can perform just by adjusting one’s body slightly, and most of all, the rush of adrenaline that courses through one’s veins when airborne. The constant high received from doing anything in the air is the most intense feeling any Pegasus can have.

However, for a Pegasus who works her flank off to clear the skies, prepare the weather, and help save an entire empire in a day, it's not so easy. The everyday flying that an egotistical, athletically-inclined mare of loyalty does provides enjoyment far from the ecstasy she normally gains through her stunts – although not always sexual.

Within the glamorous environment of Ponyville, small starbursts and splashes of color painted the evening sky above. Celestia's noble sun was reaching its setting point, making the ground glimmer orange and filling the streets below with shadows. Each house's thatched roof whistled quietly in the soft blow of the wind, creating a calm, but breezy, surrounding.

"Urrgg . . . " A low groan came from a Columbia-blue, rainbow-maned Pegasus who was finishing clearing the evening sky of aggravating clouds.

"I don't even have the energy to bother to go home . . . " She looked around at her surroundings, seeing she was just hovering above a grand tree, neatly organized with birdhouses, birds’ nests, beehives, and a telescope protruding from a small balcony jutting from the rear; she knew what she could do.

"Twilight's seems like a good place to go . . . " The Pegasus hovered downward to the tree, settling down at the front door.

A sign nearby read ‘Ponyville Residential Library/Residence of Twilight Sparkle', neatly and carefully scribed. Feeling the need to knock, instead of just barging right in like normal, Rainbow Dash trotted forward, raised a hoof, and rapped on the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

*

"Spike? Can you go and get that? I'm a liiiiittle busy here, heh," spoke the soft, childish, voice of a lavender unicorn, who was holding up multiple books via a magenta glow from her horn.

Her mane was styled with large bangs that didn't part, but were separated by a pink, purple, and red streak that flowed over her forehead and down the back of her neck. Her mane gently fell over one side of her neck, and parted over her shoulder. Behind that, upon her flank, lay her cutie mark: a large, magenta star which was layered with small, white ‘sparkles’ around said star. Her tail bore the same colours of her mane, tracing a drawn-out arc that fell to the ground behind her.

"Yeah, one sec!" groaned a young dragon, who proceeded to stamp his claw-like feet against the wooden floor of the library.

The young dragon had three large, mulberry-colored spikes jutting out the top of his head, followed by smaller ones which trailed down his spine to his tail. Spike's eyes, however, were a moderate pistachio colour, with cat-like pupils. Spike approached the door, grabbing onto the golden doorknob and twisting it. Spike pulled the bottom half of the door open, and the top half opened up, revealing a chromatic Pegasus.

"Oh, hey, Rainbow Dash!" Spike chirped; Rainbow Dash just flipped her unkempt bangs.

"Heh, yeah, hey . . . uhm . . . " Rainbow Dash huffed lightly before continuing, "mind if I come in? I need to ask Twi something." Spike moved out of the way, gesturing with his small arm to show her into the house.

Rainbow Dash smiled and trotted in, Spike closing the door behind her. Within the library was, unsurprisingly, books. Plenty of them placed on shelves within the circular room. From what Dash could recall amidst zoning out, they were ordered alphabetically by the author’s last name. In the centre of the bookshelves, directly in front of the entrance, was a staircase leading up to the study; to the side, right of the door, were stairs leading up to Twilight’s bedroom.

The floors of the library bore the many rings of the ancient tree that now served as a home, and everything inside was carved delicately for the fitting of books; or any egghead who dreams of living in a library. Rainbow Dash looked up to spot Twilight flipping books around with her magic. This is it . . . it's time to ask her . . . Dash sighed, then puffed out her chest with confidence, flying upwards to Twilight.

"Heya, Twi!" Rainbow Dash greeted, grinning.

"Oh, hey, Rainbow! Are you here for another copy of Daring Do? Or do you need something else?" Twilight set down the books on top of each other with her magic, turning her focus to Dash.

"Oooh, another copy? Err . . . I mean, no, not that. I was wondering, uhm . . . " C'mon Dash . . . like it matters . . . Dash smiled blushed softly. "Eheh, well . . . mind if I stay the night? My wings are killing me from all the work I did today; stunts and stuff, y’know. Also with having to run the Crystal Fair yesterday, it's just been so much. I don’t mean to be a bother or anything, but . . . yeah." Rainbow Dash landed near Twilight, feeling the exertion she was letting out just trying to hover.

"Sure, you can stay, Dash. You can use the guest bed next to Spike's basket. I wouldn’t mind at all." Twilight smiled.

Dash smiled back and wrapped her forelimbs around Twilight's neck; Twilight returned the gesture. "Anything for friends, right Twi?" Twilight pulled away, along with Dash.

"Yup! Anyways, you can read while I get some things ready. I'm sure you're starving!" Twilight smiled softly, but Dash shook her head.

"Nah -- " Before she could respond, her stomach roared wildly. " -- aaaalright. Maybe just a little bit." Twilight giggled and floated a book from down below up to Dash.

"Here, the latest copy. I'll go get you something to eat." Twilight walked down the stairs, heading to the staircase that led up to the study.

Why does she keep her kitchen in her study . . . ? Never mind, Dash thought, then took the book, hopping on the nearby bed and opening it.

*

An hour or so passed, and Twilight returned with some apples and milk. Dash had plowed almost all the way through the latest copy of Daring Do; quite a remarkable feat for somepony who wasn’t an “egghead”, allegedly.

"Hey, Dash, we should head to bed. It's getting pretty late," Twilight said as she finished munching on an apple.

"Yeah. I'm bushed . . . G’night, Twilight." Rainbow Dash flopped down on her back, resting her head on the pillow and closing her eyes immediately.

Twilight did the same, retreating to her own bed. Within ten minutes or so, both were asleep. Spike had already fallen asleep about a half an hour beforehand. But, as with those who fall into a deep sleep, their brain begins to stir; and many strange things begin to happen.

It started with Rainbow Dash. She was in the deepest level of her sleep; one where she couldn't just 'wake up' from. Where it felt so real, lucid, or even hallucinogenic, one could say . . .

Dash was surrounded by darkness, perpetually forcing itself upon her. Her vision was hindered by such darkness, such that she could barely see anything beyond her muzzle. As she trotted forward, she looked around; and started to speak, "Hello? Anypony there?" Dash's voice echoed within the non-existent walls, but no answer was given . . .

. . . only movement. The darkness forced itself out of the way, to reveal a large, double door lit by candlelight. The door was adorned with golden inlay which curved into itself upon the edges of the doors, and the handles upon it were of a brass material. Rainbow Dash moved closer to it. As she did, the doors crept open. Startled, Dash stopped in her tracks.

She craned her neck to the right, to peer in the crack of the doorway. From what she could see, there was a large throne, and a dim, purple, carpet leading up to it. Dash decided to proceed forward, seeing as there was nowhere else to go. Journeying onward, the door fully opened, and she was soon surrounded by the crystal throne chamber.

The carpet led upwards to the large, crystal throne. Multicoloured gems jutted out evenly from the tops and sides, and formed a small staircase in front of the raised throne to show that whoever sat there truly dominated the state. Other than the throne and the carpet, many windows around the throne room revealed the outside.

Rainbow Dash trotted over to the window to see that the skies were a dark-yellow hue, and the clouds were as black as night. Ponies on the ground outside were shackled and pulling carts of many different assortments below, which made Dash move back in surprise. Where am I? This isn't the Crystal Empire, is it? The old Crystal Empire, the bad one?

"On the contrary; it is. Hm hm hm . . . " A low, gruff voice chuckled from behind Dash, startling her and making her turn around.

As she turned, she was greeted by somepony she thought was gone; a unicorn, in fact. His horn was grey, but led into a curve of bright red at the tip. His mane flowed back in an almost slick manner, along with his tail; both were of the blackest shade of night. Upon his head he wore a steely crown, which snugly fit his horn and surrounded the bridge of his muzzle with a black plate. Out of the crown jutted horns for where his ears would be, and the crown led down the sides of his neck, connecting to a steel chestplate.

The chestplate wrapped firmly around his midsection, leading down to his legs -- also covered in steel plating -- and to a silky red cape. The cape flowed down the sides of his body and had polar-white cotton patterned with black dots skirting around the edges of the red velvet. The unicorn’s eyes were a bright red, with pupils as sharp as daggers. Where his whites would be, there radiated an emerald-green, as well as a purple mist trailing out of the sides of his eyes.

"S-Sombra?!" Dash's eyes went wide in recognition, and she began backing up slightly in instinctive fear.

"Mmm . . . yes . . . Funny how we all return. Defeated by prosperity and friendship . . . Really is annoying . . . But, Loyalty, you should hear me out . . . " Sombra slowly stepped forward, his posture remaining perfectly upright, his chest becoming more puffed out. His body was considerably larger than Dash’s, making him quite intimidating.

"W-why?! Want to fight again?! I'll take ya!" Rainbow Dash readied herself, putting her upper body close to the ground and flaring her wings.

Sombra chuckled, shaking his head, "No, Loyalty. I wish for . . . Something different." Sombra sat down upon his rump and glared at Dash's magenta eyes. Dash stood back up, raising a brow.

"For what?" Her wings moved back to her body, closing tightly against her sides as she cautiously stood again.

"I've been trapped in ice for one thousand years, and now I have been truly defeated. I am only here in spirit, now, and will never be able to return to this . . . perpetually changing world. I wish to ask for one thing . . . One thing, Loyalty." Sombra furrowed his brow and smirked lightly.

"Go on . . . " Dash pushed tentatively, frowning at Sombra.

"I wish to please you, Loyalty. I want you to please me, in return." Sombra grinned wide; Rainbow Dash was taken aback, sticking her tongue out in disgust.

"You what?! You want to have . . . s-s . . . sex, with me?" Rainbow Dash shuddered at the thought, and Sombra nodded, still grinning.

"Yes, I do . . . Unless you're into the . . . female persuasion." Sombra laughed and Rainbow Dash's face flushed a wild red.

"N-no! I am not! Don't accuse me of that!" Rainbow Dash stepped forward, glaring him in his deep, red, eyes.

"Prove it, Loyalty. Anything that happens here won't matter in real life . . . Hm hm hm," Sombra chuckled lowly, and Dash backed off.

"I don't know . . . You're some evil tyrant and I'm the best flier in Equestria! Why should I bother trying to do anything with you?" Rainbow Dash cocked her head in question, and Sombra just smiled.

"Because, for what it's worth, I planned on a lot more good when I first rose to power. But, I changed over to darkness soon after. And I will repeat: anything that happens here won't matter in the real world. So, how about it, Loyalty?" Sombra smiled menacingly as Dash contemplated this.

It isn't real . . . What does it matter . . . ? Dash sighed and looked into Sombra's emerald corneas, enchanted by the complementing red irises.

"I . . . I guess . . . I mean . . ." Dash looked at Sombra, seeing that he was no longer grinning, but smiling kindly; the sort of smile that shows someone cares for one’s feelings and emotions.

Sombra gestured for Rainbow Dash to come closer. She hesitated, looking at the ground for a moment, but proceeded closer to him. As she did, Sombra moved closer as well, and pulled her inyo a kissing embrace. Shocked and surprised, Dash blushed furiously; but didn't fight back.

Even if this was a dream, Rainbow Dash found the kiss so real . . . Even if she'd never kissed a stallion before. His lips were moist, and soft, much like the clouds she lay on . . . only about twenty percent better. Sombra's right hoof was rubbing her shoulder, and Dash's right was rubbing his neck.

Sombra then pulled away, the purple essence from his eyes getting smaller and the emerald corneas becoming dimmer. He smiled and opened his mouth to speak.

"Would Loyalty liked to be pleased first? Or are you still scared of stallions?" Sombra chuckled, earning a blush from Rainbow Dash.

"W-what?! No, I'm not scared of stallions! I'll show you!" Dash tackled Sombra, throwing him on his back.

Their lips locked in another kiss, but this time, a more frenzied kiss. Their tongues collided within each other’s mouths, greeting one another with strings of saliva. Sombra's horn started to glow a dim purple as they continued kissing, and soon his armour was unbuckled and sliding off, tossed to the side.

Dash pulled away, looking into the fierce, red irises of the tyrant. He was only smiling and looked down at his stomach. Rainbow Dash looked down as well, and was surprised to see his unsheathed erection. It was a thick, black colour, but she wasn't going to let that dissuade her.

No; instead, she immediately started getting to work. Slowly kissing Sombra's neck, leading down into his chest and then bringing her velvety tongue down his stomach, all the way to the base of his shaft. Sombra was smiling and held himself up halfway up with his forelimbs so he could watch.

Slowly but surely, Rainbow Dash's tongue licked along the base of his erect member. Her right hoof warmly caressed his testicles to arouse the tyrant; which she was. As Sombra let a soft moan exit from his breath, Rainbow began the rest of her work.

Rainbow Dash encased the entirety of his stallionhood into her mouth, letting her tongue fall to the testicles to softly lick their roundness. Her upper tongue was slowly caressing the head of Sombra's sex and she soon found herself bobbing her head on and off of it. His erection reached its straining point, allowing Dash to take full advantage of it.

Dash found herself deep-throating Sombra's erection, unable to pull away. The lust and desire her heart gave her made her push forward. Her gag reflex was making her want to pull away for air, but she forced it. Soon, she was holding the erection within her throat, pulling away after a good five seconds. Sombra was greatly impressed and let out a moan of satisfaction, his cock gleaming with saliva and pre-cum.

"Oh, goodness, Loyalty . . . This is better than I expected . . . " Sombra smiled devilishly, and Dash blushed openly.

"Heh . . . Guess I'm not only good at flying." Rainbow Dash soon clambered atop Sombra, her marehood brushing against the tip of his stallion cock.

"Going to put it in, Mister Evil?" Sombra just chuckled as Dash said this, but couldn't help but oblige.

The tyrant dived his cock into Rainbow Dash's warm and glistening marehood. The velvet- and silk-like folds of her labia and vaginal complex caressed his stallionhood, muscles pulling tightly. Sombra could feel her clitoris pulsating against his shaft, and it was beyond enough for him to thrust into her, deeply.

As he did so, Rainbow Dash let out a moan of joy and ecstasy; her face flushed completely red below the eyes. She bit her bottom lip, a droplet of blood dripping down her chin as she broke the delicate skin of her lips. Dash didn't care; it felt blissful and complete for her -- as if they were meant to be.

Sombra started to deliver even harsher thrusts into her vagina. His cock pierced further further into her, feeling as if it were going to split her wide open; the pain only enticed her even more. The juices flowing from her coated his shaft and testicles, making him dive faster into Dash. Sombra flipped over and started to kiss Dash as he gave her his essence.

But, as a twist, Sombra's horn glowed purple with ecstasy, glowing around Rainbow Dash's crotch and specifically targeting her clitoris. The magic swelled it further, increasing Dash's pleasure and her moans and screams started to echo within the throne room.

"Ohhhhh! Y-yesss . . . ! Mmmrmm!" Dash found the front half of her body laying on the ground, and Sombra pushing deeper into her pink crevice.

Sombra and Dash continued this pattern for a solid ten minutes, ecstasy and euphoria bolting into each other back and forth. Their heart rates pushd up and up until, finally, they both exploded. Rainbow Dash's juices trailed down Sombra's legs as Sombra ejaculated within her, his own orgasm soon finding its way outside of Dash's crevice. They both collapsed in pure bliss, sighing deeply . . .

"I wish this dream would never end . . . " Dash sighed after regaining her breath.

Sombra chuckled, but soon, he began to fade away. The darkness returned, and the dream faded with him. Dash was waking up . . .

*

Rainbow Dash awoke from her slumber, snapping to attention. As she did so, she could feel a warm wetness between her hind legs and under her rump. She blushed furiously as she recollected what exactly happened in her mind during slumber. She looked around the room, and could see Spike stirring; she hoped he wouldn't wake up . . .

Unfortunately, the opposite occurred.

"What's that smell . . . ?" Spike's eyes opened slowly as he sniffed the flowering scent in the room.

The night was just dimming, and he couldn't help but smell a strong, musky smell coming off of Rainbow Dash. She was awake, and glaring down at him, her eyes wide open. The two stared at each other for a minute or two before Spike started to whisper.

"Rainbow . . . Di-did you . . . ?" Spike questioned, and she shook her head frantically.

"N-no! I . . . I just . . . had a weird dream . . . That's all . . . " Rainbow Dash gave an embarrassed smile, and Spike just shrugged.

"I didn't see anything." Rainbow Dash smiled.

"Thanks . . . "

Gotta clean these before Twi gets up . . .

Rainbow Dash spent the rest of the night quietly cleaning the soaked sheets, curious as to what exactly had happened in her dreams, but she was glad that it was just a dream . . . although . . .

It would be nice for it to happen again . . .